Fantasia Hood Boy lyrics
Artist
Fantasia
Album
Fantasia (by Fantasia)
Song
Hood Boy
Lyrics
[Laughs]
Yeah
Ya gotta understand what Im talkin about
Im talkin about on this one
Sexy
Sexy as hell to me
Yeah
Love
Love
So let me tell ya bout a player I know
6 foot 4
Suit 25
Hes all the way live
See where I come from
We like em like that
He dont talk smack
He just twist caps off
See thats the only kinda dude Im demandin
And let the girl like me understand it
And the ones that aint
They still gotta have it
They dont know why
But they chained to
I need a hood boy
Wifebeaters and chains
Always in the trap
And he looks so mean
I need a hood boy
Goon head pretty
We dont like them there
Need somethin realer
I need a hood boy
Hot boys rock boys
Street boys B-boys
Man I love them boys
Go on say
Looooooove
Looooooove
He knows how to treat a lady
But he wont let you get too rowdy
He stands up for himself
Thats what I like most about him
Hes all I see and all I need
And all that I want
And all that Im used to
I swear that my mans the truth
I said I swear that my mans the truth
I need a hood boy
Wifebeaters and chains
Always in the trap
And he looks so mean
I need a hood boy
Goon head pretty
We dont like them there
Need somethin realer
I need a hood boy
Hot boys rock boys
Street boys B-boys
Man I love them boys
Go on say
I need a hood boy
Wifebeaters and chains
Always in the trap
And he looks so mean
I need a hood boy
Goon head pretty
We dont like them there
Need somethin realer
I need a hood boy
Hot boys rock boys
Street boys B-boys
Man I love them boys
Looooooooooove
Yeah yeah yeah
Loooooooooove
Yeah yeah yeah
[Big boi]
B a double d
Why say bye
Been fly
Ever since a nigga started sayin bye
Thats right stand by
Cause we about to take flight
Not a 747
But the music and the mic
Rophone
Phone home
If you want someone waitin baby
Go on home
Dont wanna jeapordize your safety
Maybe later
We shake the haters and gets busy
You say you wanna do same thing
Then get wit me
If not then hit me
I know you know the history
Last nigga ridin round lookin real crispy
Ridin round town, top down
On the grizzy
Grind all the time to stay hot
Or either sizzlin
I thought I told ya niggas
We run stop signs
Cause we dont stop
Till the cops come knockin
For two block signs
Not mine
Toine gone right
Like sunshine and cold north through summertime
Now bow down
I need a hood boy
Wifebeaters and chains
Always in the trap
And he looks so mean
I need a hood boy
Goon head pretty
We dont like them there
Need somethin realer
I need a hood boy
Hot boys rock boys
Street boys B-boys
Man I love them boys
Loooove
Yeah yeah
Looooove
Hey hey shortie wanna rock with you
Shortie wanna rock with you
Wanna bop with you
I wanna ride with you
Date Added
2007-02-09
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